"Biggest Hoe" lyrics
"Biggest Hoe"
(Damn, Spennn)
Blrrrd, blrrrd
Big Blrrrd (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
(Phil G, this mug hard)
Ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, I'm the biggest in the city
You speak on Memphis (The biggest), make sure Thirtball run in your mentions (Mentions)
Why every time it be a killing they bringing me in it? (Why?)
I done popped six of these pink pandas, a Percocet 60 (Why?)
Don't take no clout up on this block 'cause we chase shit with switches (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
My lil' nigga 'nem ignorant, rob, murder, kill, stealin' (Murder)
And every time we get a drop, murder, leave no witness (Murder, murder)
Got close up on 'em in that car, left the scene sticky (Murder, murder)
Every state we bring switches (Murder)
Every state, break out them bitches (Bitches)
I'm tryna fuck somethin' off the rip, ho, we can't even kick it
Lil' bruh can't fuck ya, I won't touch ya, shit, for these G fifties (Just for the gang)
That's for the gang, other than that, I will crack a four quickly (For these G's)
You can still pull up on me now, boy, I post in them trenches (The trenches)
And I pop out in that fast shit (Fast shit)
Nigga try to race me on the E-way (Vroom, vroom), Redeye drag shit (Drag shit)
Gave that boy a sixty quickly (Boom, phew), everything shoot fast, bitch
Nigga killed my nigga, we got back, wasn't on no sad shit (At all)
That's just how shit happens (Happens)
That's the life of a savage (A savage)
Baby, I'm a gangster (Gangster), slide with me, pass 'em, just bad, bitch (Ho, I'm gangster)
These lil' hoes do last shit (Blrrrd), but I'm fuckin' her client (Her client)
I'ma beat your back out to this unreleased, fuck genuine (Fuck 'em)
My nigga pop out, then I'm slidin' (Ayy, ayy), he up his gun, then I'm firin' (Blrrrd)
Play with me, they gon' go overboard, cut up every time (Cut up every time)
Every time we got the drop, somethin' dyin'
We turnt, shit, baby, slidin' side (Slidin' side)
And we send hot shit through his skull, pussy got his mind fired (Got his mind fired)
Looking in this rearview, pulled up 'em, caught 'em, blindside (Caught 'em, blrrrd)
Came out the house, they want me, called and told them members (Called them), "It's shine time" (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
There he go, his ass was good, they ran his ass down with that iron (They flipped him)
Put flat backs on all the four nicks (Bent him) and kept boxes on them nines (Blrrrd)
Tried to run down on that bully, Prove might run yo' ass over (Come here)
This a super sport, two-hundred, boy, this not a regular Rover (Vroom, skrrt)
He thought he could bake a shelf (What?), boy, I put shit in that toaster (That's never)
Known for crossing shit out, big Slime (Slime, Slime), boy, I fuck niggas over (Slime)
I fuck niggas bitches on the daily (The daily), lil' boy, I'm lit (What?)
I count different digits on the daily (The daily), lil' ho, I'm rich (That munyun)
This ho fuckin' up my home, I had a sit down with the ho (Come here, ho)
Told her don't even bother my bitch no more, a gift around me, ho (The fuck wrong with you, ho?)
I got them fix around that ho (Blrrrd), might be a nigga bitch around that ho (The fuck wrong with you, ho?)
I just pulled up with three other niggas with switches around that ho (Man, what the fuck wrong them folks?)
Shells catch 'em, sixty around that ho (Blrrrd)
Ho, I'm Thirtball, shit on the floor (Big Ball)
I was twenty-one with four M's (Twenty-one), I'm the biggest around this, ho (Ayy, see four, nigga, blrrrd)
Ayy, see, they want my head, nigga
I was twenty-one with dog shit, blrrrd
Writer(s): Phillip Gooch Ll, Rodney Lamont Wright Jr, Darrius Spencer
- AZLyrics
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- BIG30 Lyrics
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